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35

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~For the rest of the weekend,

Y/N stayed home, in bed crying.

The room to her door was locked so her mom was unable to open it and comfort her.

She didn't know what happened but it was pretty obvious that her daughter was no longer going to be seeing the boyfriend she had.

As Y/N was lying there, hugging a bear plush while her tears fell onto the pillow, she reached over and grabbed her phone.

It had been buzzing nonstop since she left Sunas place yesterday.

She wanted to reply to the messages, telling him she's sorry for overreacting and that she loves him but, she thought it would've made her seem weak.

So she wouldn't feel tempted, she powered her phone off and continued to lay there doing nothing but cry.

A soft knock came to her door, "Y/N, can we talk now? What's the matter?"

"I got into the art school."

"What! You did!? That's so exciting! Why are you upset about that?"

"Because you and my boyfriend went behind my back after I voiced about how badly I didn't want to go. And now I'm gonna be stuck in London all by myself for years."

"Y/N, we both know you would've picked at yourself in the future for not even applying. Suna was just trying to help because you can be greater than what you already are."

The teenage girl blinked before closing her eyes, crying even more now.

She felt like such an asshole.

"Y/N-"

"I don't care anymore. Just leave me alone."

A small sigh was heard before she heard her mother's footsteps receding.

Then rocks began to be thrown at her window.

Confused, she got out of bed and when she looked outside, Suna was standing there.

She pulled her window up, "What?"

"I need to talk to you."

"About what? There's really nothing we need to talk about."

"Y/N, I need to see you. Please..."

She closed her window and left, causing Suna to sigh.

As he was about to go back home, the front door opened and Y/N stepped out of her house, wiping the tears from her face as she did so.

Her arms crossed, "What?"

"I miss you."

"I literally saw you yesterday."

"You broke up with me yesterday. And you haven't been responding to me. Showing up at your place was the only way I knew how to get you to talk to me."

"Normally when a person doesn't respond, it means they don't want to talk to you."

His eyes saddened, "Y/N, do you really want us to be broken up over this?"

She sniffed, trying to hold herself back from crying again, "It's not just about the school."

"Then... I don't understand. What else could this be about? I thought we were happy."

"Suna, you've lied to me. You have absolutely no regards with how I feel and how much things mean to me. You only always think about yourself first. The only time Im considered is when I get mad at you."

"I know I'm not the best boyfriend ever but everytime I did try to think about you, you pushed me away and told me not to worry. Just like you did with this stupid school."

"Yeah and I told you not to worry about this because it was in London. If it was here, don't you think I would've happily accepted? It didn't occur to you that maybe I had my reasons for not wanting to go?"

"I'm sure you did but I was only thinking about you and what was best for you. Your reason for wanting to stay is even more of a reason on why you should go."

Her nose scrunched, "Me wanting to stay with you is a good reason for sending me away?"

"Yes. Y/N, I don't want to be the you hold back. That makes me feel like shit. I want you to go out and fully embrace what you're clearly meant to do with your life."

He took a step closer to her, taking her hand in his.

Y/Ns lips quivered as she looked up at him.

He then cupped her face in his hands as he leaned down, pressing his forehead against hers, "Please, give me another chance..."

She brushed her nose against his, melting into his touch and wanting to kiss him.

But, she pushed herself away, "Even if I wanted to, it doesn't change what you did and doesn't change the fact that I'm leaving in 2 months.."

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